Hello Monday – PLAYWORKEATREPEAT

Hi friends, happy Monday. Today I’m linking up with Holly and Sarah and sharing a little about my weekend. Thanks for being here 😊

Well, this weekend sure was a quiet one, and that’s all ok. I love me a quiet weekend, especially when it’s raining, and oh boy, did we get a tonne of rain over here.

Saturday

We had a lot of eggs in the fridge, so I thought I would make a quiche. The only problem was that I had no bacon. I googled what else you can add to a quiche when you have no bacon. And although a few options came up, none of them sounded as good as the ones with bacon.

So I thought I’d walk up to the local fruit shop, where they sell more than just fruit. They also have a whole lot of things from places like Italy, Greece, and Macedonia. It’s like a little continental deli, full of dips, olives, cheeses, sausages, tins of goodies from all over and good old bacon.

I’ve hardly walked anywhere while I’ve been on holidays, so I was excited to get out and get some steps happening. But when I walked out of the house, it was drizzling, and the sky looked pretty dark. I went back in, grabbed my keys, and decided I’d better take the car.

By the time I turned onto a pretty major road, it was bucketing! I could barely see what was in front of me, even with the wipers on full blast. Great, I thought, this is where I die… all for some darn bacon!

It was only a short drive, but it felt endless. I was too scared to even try turning back, so I may have muttered a few bad words and just had to keep going. The puddles were huge, and I was so glad nobody was on the footpath, or they would have been soaked by the tidal waves everyone’s tyres were making.

On the way home, it was still pouring, but not like it was on the way there. I took the back streets this time and made it back safely. I also bought a few other things, because that’s just what I always do whenever I go out for one thing. Do you do that too?

Sunday

Guess what? After all these years, I discovered The Nanny! I’m loving it and spent most of Sunday binge-watching it. I remember when it first came on TV, all the way back in 1993, and it never really appealed to me. That was the year my oldest son was born, so maybe I was a bit distracted and not paying attention to the world of comedy back then.

If you have watched the show, you’ll know the theme song.

She was working in a bridal shop in Flushing, Queens.
’till her boyfriend kicked her out in one of those crushing scenes.
What was she to do?
Where was she to go?
She was out on her fanny.

Fanny! Do you know what fanny means here in Australia? It’s rude!!

I won’t give you a definition here because, blush 🤭

You’ll have to look it up, and then you’ll understand why we call fanny packs bum bags over here.

Anyway, that was my weekend. Now I’m off to watch more episodes of The Nanny and sing that very catchy theme song, hehe.

I hope you have a wonderful day or night, wherever you may be.